I can’t remember even the simplest of things
I’ve made so many mistakes that I should just do nothing
Paint spilled from my head
If I didn’t have a clear intention
Then I can’t help lacking confidence in my feelings
I don’t even know where I am
Tell me now what I can’t say, okay?
Where are the words I swallowed?
They’ll eventually flow into my blood
And become one with my body
I’ve always hid my eyes
I’ve always done only idiotic things I’m desperate now
I’ve finally come to
As I suspected the right answer isn’t anywhere at all
I can’t understand even the simplest of things
I’m in a hazy smouldering state of hesitation
My head is splattered with painfully bright colors
That kind of thing doesn’t matter anyway
I don’t know if there’s anything I want right now
There is only splattered paint
Tell me what I couldn’t decide, okay?
Where is that path I might have taken?
Tell me that someone exists who
Was supposed to be on it.
I hid eyes like that
Participating in greying unfocused stupidity is really a bother
In this kind of sadness
Even if I try to do things myself even if I cry it’s useless so what should I do?
I’ve seemed to open my eyes at least
I think I sort of understand the colors I painted myself
I’ve always hid my eyes
I’ve always done only idiotic things I’m desperate now
I’ve finally come to
As I suspected the right answer isn’t anywhere at all
There is no right answer
And that’s the only right answer there is.